The catastropheBuried in the stair carpet stayed there...And never corrupted anybody.And one day he grew up, and the horizonStammered politely. The sky was like muslin.And still in the old house no one ever answered the bell.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »

I knew that my vocation was found. I had received the call, and having done so, I was sure my work would be assigned me. Of some t...hings we feel quite certain. Inside there is a click, a kind of bell that strikes, when the hands of our destiny meet at the meridian hour.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »

Innocence always calls mutely for protection, when we would be much wiser to guard ourselves against it ... innocence is like a du...mb leper who has lost his bell, wandering the world meaning no harm.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »